Stranded

Ugh the things I do for my friends. I wipe the sweat from my forehead and glare at the sun above us. It must be a hundred degrees out and every pool on the god damned cruse is filled with a mixture of the elderly, the irritatingly young and over energetic. God I feel old, ugh. Next time I'll stay home, yup, luxurious cruses aren't that very luxurious. It's filled with rude people, rude servers, and overly excited couples on their honeymoons who can't keep their hands off of each other. I rest against the railing on the ship and look out into the ocean , the blue waves lapping against the side of the boat. Almost relaxing enough to make up for the torturous heat. I sign and look up. 'Well i might as well go and look for the others.' And that's when the alarms start to go off.